Actually, I think Gunther is the most likely of Luann’s classmates to not be a virgin. But he’s still shy about seeing women he’s not in a relationship with naked.
If it’s my nudist roommate I stop to chat. But somebody else, no. Tiffany didn’t see Gunther behind Dez.
The nose is both too long and too pale for Bets. But Bets might be right behind Gunther with her phone raised and filming.
Tiffany has given contradictory accounts. At one point she referred to her mother as dead. At another point she referred to her as having left. This could mean any number of things.
1. Maybe her mother had left but her father told her to tell people that she had died.
2. Or perhaps her mother died in a way that makes Tiffany think of her—rightly or wrongly—as leaving her, such as suicide, a reckless car accident, or opting out of chemo.
3. Or her father told her that her mother had died and she later found out that she had merely left.
4. Or her mother left in such a way that Tiffany sees her as dead to her.
5. Or Tiffany doesn’t know her mother’s fate and at different times has guessed different things.
It leaves a lot of possibilities open.
Apologies. I thought that’s what you meant when you referred to the divide in education.
From what I’ve gathered from history, the key to staying in power has always been controlling who gets what kind of education, whether your a European knight, a Chinese Mandarin, an Aztec astronomer, or an Alexandrian librarian. And it’s every bit as true today. Tying school funding to property tax was a brilliantly evil idea for locking the power into the same families for generations while shutting others out. And then, when you add in both laws and customs limiting people of color to the worst neighborhoods, that adds a layer of education control.
And then there’s all the enlightened people taking classes on spiritual awakening and self-realization and other ennobling gilt at hundreds of dollars a pop, as a hobby, denouncing the unenlightened ignorant—but who’s fault is it that they’re ignorant? And is it really enlightenment if it puts itself out of reach of all but the greedy an rapacious?
Both of my parents at different times have live in trailer parks. For awhile my Dad lived in a converted bus that he named Shadowfax. When he got a double wide, he got a lot on the edge of the park so that he could keep Shadowfax, too—it became his library.
I come from a long line of ivory trailer intellectuals and I’m not ashamed to say so.
Purple shirt, pointy nose, it’s got to be Gunther.